In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

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In the world of Type-Moon, it all starts with becoming Morgan's husband! Author: The Truly Clueless Gentleman

Summary:

As a Master who traveled from another world, Ian was not very familiar with Chaldea.

But that's okay, he has a special ability that other Masters don't have—that is, a simulator.

This allowed him to leave his own mark on history.

—It's not quite normal, though.

You became the husband of the enchantress, but at the same time, you cheated on her with the Holy Knight King disguised as a man. Britain is in turmoil because of you.

[You subdued Tamamo-no-Mae and, as her master, showed Minamoto no Yorimitsu what physical exorcism was all about. The demons of the Heian period all gave you a wide berth.]

You have captivated Medusa, and all of Greece echoes with the vow that she will remove her blindfold the moment she reunites with you.

[You are Joan of Arc's soulmate; only you know how to help this usually reserved saint achieve liberation and relaxation in every sense of the word.]

Ian had to admit that this kind of simulator that understands people's hearts was perfect for him.

He solves all problems in his favorite way.

everything is fine.

Until one day, they came to her side as Servants.

Ian then realized that he had gotten himself into quite a few romantic entanglements.

Dedicate your loyalty to the princess

1. Time travel, then the simulation begins! [Please add to your favorites]

In the Chaldea corridor, a man of decent appearance was covering his forehead, deep in thought.

The man's name was Ian, and he was a time traveler.

To be honest, he didn't really want to time travel.

After all, he was very satisfied with his life before he traveled back in time. He had everything he needed and basically lacked nothing.

But the dump trucks that were supposed to come still came, and the lightning that was supposed to strike still struck, and unfortunately, Ian was hit by both.

Before he died, he had just deleted all the erotic pictures from his phone when his vision went black and he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he found himself in Chaldea and inexplicably became the 49th Master Adaptor.

The so-called inexplicable information refers to the information he learned after being told that he had become a Master Adaptor.

magic--?

Singularity—?

Heroic Spirits—?

What are these things?

Ian had a feeling that said, "You've already learned what 1+1 equals, go try to solve this advanced calculus problem."

Even more alarming, he noticed that the people around him looked at him with an undisguised expectation—they all felt that he should know this.

Fortunately, despite not understanding any of the terminology, his abilities seemed to be above average among the 49 Masters, and he was assigned to Group A.

Faintly, one could even hear adjectives like "uncarved jade".

This should be considered a compliment, right?

As Ian was thinking this, he accidentally bumped into a girl.

She was a girl with short pink hair, wearing glasses, and dressed in Chaldea's uniform white work clothes and a signature red tie.

The only slight difference was her black dress.

A pair of fair thighs emerged from between them, making her look much more energetic.

"Sorry, my question."

Ian apologized instinctively, then took a few steps back to keep his distance from the girl in front of him.

"It's okay, I shouldn't have been so reckless."

"Hey, wait a minute, judging from your appearance, could it be—"

Before the girl could finish speaking, she glanced down the corridor and saw something flash by.

Then she raised her hand and blurted out to Ian:

"Ah, I have something to do, I'll talk to you later!"

The chance encounter passed by so easily, like dust stirred up by a gentle breeze slowly settling back to where it belonged.

Ian looked down at his hands, which still retained some of the girl's warmth.

He did touch a place he shouldn't have. Based on my usual experience, he would probably have been tormented for a while, and might even have been labeled a "pervert."

However, the girl didn't seem to care that much.

Or perhaps everyone in Chaldea is very busy?

Speaking of which, the feel of it was truly indescribable—it was the first time he had ever encountered something so soft.

If given the chance in the future, Ian felt he might not miss the opportunity to enjoy this tactile sensation more often.

He was the only one left in the corridor.

Ian decided to go back to his room and rest for a while, since he couldn't do anything well in a dazed state.

However, the instant he touched the door,

A strange stinging pain came from the doorknob, making his whole body feel numb, as if he had been electrocuted.

The pain seemed to be a reminder that once he stepped through this door, something unexpected would happen.

But since I've already traveled through time, what could possibly happen more unexpectedly than this?

Is all of this just an illusion caused by static electricity?

With that thought in mind, Ian finally pushed open the door that was trying to warn him.

The moment the door opened, a white light engulfed Ian, followed by a cold voice in his ear.

[Simulation in progress - Cooling complete.]

[Environmental composition verification in progress - Verification complete.]

[This simulation is a normal historical simulation; please take note.]

The series of words made Ian realize that all of this was not just his imagination.

It's something that's actually happening.

It seems the doorknob's warning wasn't false—there really was a completely unexpected path behind the door, a path he hadn't considered at all.

[This user is confirmed to be a first-time user and is currently selecting talents.]

[A corresponding talent has been generated based on the user's characteristics for use in this simulation.]

[Full of Energy: Your energy far exceeds what most people imagine. Even after high-intensity exercise, you can still maintain physical activity; if you wish, you can go for days without eating or drinking without feeling sluggish.]

[Battle Continuation: To fulfill a promise made to others, one can rise again even after suffering severe injuries, until reaching the destination;]

[Affinity: Your words are more easily accepted by others, even if they are not entirely correct and may even be filled with your personal desires.]

Three detailed characteristics were presented to Ian.

He began to realize what this simulation meant—to travel to different historical points carrying these extracted talents.

This is much easier to understand than those magicians and heroic spirits from before.

The cold voice continued to ring in Ian's ears, as if it were nothing more than a heartless machine.

[The simulation officially begins.]

[You, who have traveled to Chaldea, have traveled through time once again.]

This time, the destination is Britain.

You were born into a family where your parents died young, and through your relentless efforts, you became a reserve knight.

Your efforts were noticed by your captain, and you were soon promoted to a full knight, becoming one of the many knights responsible for ensuring Princess Morgan's safety.

[Privately, you admire this exceptionally powerful yet ruthless princess and have vowed to fight for her. However, she seems unwilling to accept this, treating you coldly and maintaining a considerable distance from you.]

This causes you great distress, but out of your affection for her, you continue to silently protect her. However, evil thoughts gradually fester within this protection, eventually sparking desire.

Soon, the kingdom entered a time of celebration, and everyone, including Morgan, got completely drunk, except for you, who remained sober, with your own thoughts in mind.

In that pitch-black moment, as if divinely inspired, you found yourself standing before Morgan's bedroom door, its doors wide open, as if welcoming someone.

At this moment, your destiny has reached a turning point.

2. Your Highness, I can't bear to see you sad.

The princess's bedroom door was wide open; you could even peek inside from the outside, and the aroma of fine wine wafted through the room.

[Having harbored evil thoughts, you walked into Princess Morgan's bedroom.]

You see her, drunk and sprawled on the gold-embroidered quilt with aristocratic patterns, a few drops of wine still lingering on her pale pink lips.

You were stunned because you had never seen Morgan like this before; in your memory, she had always been someone difficult to get along with.

You stood before her and made a decision that would change your life forever.

Although what echoes in Ian's mind may only be lines of text.

But he could feel himself constantly receiving the memories brought about by these actions.

The luxurious wool carpet in the Queen's bedroom;

The aroma of fine wine fills the air;

And Morgan, lying on the bed, panting heavily—it all felt so real.